Another Worth reading article by - Chetan Bhagat

Dont know how many times we criticize this man, But we must agree that we have read all of his books, no matter how cheezy thay are. But there is something in his wwritings & thoughts that have given a new perspective to our generation. Here's another heart touching article by him..

i wish all men could think like him :)

My mother worked for 40 years. My wife is the COO at an international bank. It makes me proud. She doesn't make phulkas for me. We outsource that work to our help, and it doesn't really bother me. If my wife had spent her life in the kitchen, it would have bothered me more.

One,

a man who marries a career woman gets a partner to discuss his own career with. A working woman may be able to relate better to organizational issues than a housewife. A spouse who understands office politics and can give you good advice can be an asset. 

Two,
a working woman diversifies the family income streams. In the era of expensive apartments and frequent lay-offs, a working spouse can help you afford a decent house and feel more secure about finances. 

Three, 
a working woman is better exposed to the world. She brings back knowledge and information that can be useful to the family. Whether it's the latest deals or the best mutual fund to invest in, or even new holiday destinations, a working woman can add to the quality of life. 

Four, 
the children of a working woman learn to be more independent and will do better than mollycoddled children.

Five, 
working women often find some fulfillment in their jobs, apart from home. Hence, they may have better life satisfaction, and feel less dependent on the man. This in turn can lead to more harmony.

We must accept and even celebrate our successful women. They take our homes ahead and our country forward. We may have less hot phulkas, but we will have a better nation. — Chetan Bhagat

Review of Sahib Biwi Gangster Returns

Review of Sahib Biwi Gangster Returns

Release date – 8'th March 2013

One Line which describes the film –Anything is fair in love and war . 

Best  Dialogues –

Saheb-  “ Wo hamari sarkari biwi hai, sarkar to hai , par kisi kaam ki nahi ”

Biwi- “ Hume mard hi kyun milte hai... Shayar kyun nahi milte ! ” 

Gangster-  “ Hamari gali pe bhi taali padti hai ” 

Genre –  Drama / Thriller
 
Story - Tigmanshu Dhulia , Sanjay Chauhan

Music – Sandeep Chowta

Producer -  Tigmanshu Dhulia , Rahul Mittra , Nitin Tej Ahuja

Direction - Tigmanshu Dhulia

Cast - Jimmy Shergill , Mahie Gill , Irrfan Khan , Soha Ali Khan 

Budget – 7 crores 

The sequel is shot in the same haveli  in Deogarh which witnessed the  love, lust ,bloodshed and betrayal in the first part . Saheb  is in a wheel-chair and still making money by settling other people’s scores .He has started believing that the haveli  controls the lives and minds of its inhabitants . The paths of the Gangster,  Saheb and   Biwi cross when Saheb’s step-mother, plants the idea of an heir and a second wife in Saheb's mind.

The lead characters are introduced in the same fashion as in the first part .If the earlier one was a  fast and raunchy bedroom drama with sharp minded scheming characters who weave a web of relationships,  this one moves out of  the bedroom and focuses on  the political issue of division of the state .
Though the film is an extravagant and grander version of the one we watched two years ago, it is slow with  confused characters who keep falling in and out of love without any strong reasons or motives .  Every character is grey, they have their own selfish motives, their own insecurities and their own internal conflicts to resolve.The saving grace of the film lies in it's powerful dialogues and great acting .

Irrfan Khan 's character starts off nice. There's a scene where he interviews a politician who is busy watching porn on his laptop .But as the film progresses he is shown to be losing his focus . The climax makes you ponder on  what Irrfan was set to accomplish and what he achieves finally.

Jimmy Shergill as Saheb is flawless and spellbinding . His character has the maximum no. of shades . From the man who hates his wife , to a man who can go to any lengths to get the woman he wants  ,to settling scores with those who crossed his way, he is just perfect . His dialogue  “jante ho mard itni galiyan kyun dete hain…kyunki woh rote kum hain”  is followed by claps and whistles from the audience.

Mahie Gill is perfect as the seductive and lusty Biwi .  Her drunken enactments and dialogue delivery is flawless . Despite the history she shares with Saheb she still has feelings for him which may be shown in Part3.

Soha Ali has given a good performance ,though her character lacks the spice to stay in the third and maybe the finale of this saga.
  

The song ' Bas chhal, kapat, prapanchh hai , Har swaarth ka yeh munch hai'   reminds us of the song 'Arambh hai prachand ' from  Gulaal (2009) 

In a line though the story doesn't end here , it's excellent dialogues manage to create enough curiosity for Part 3.

Must watch for Jimmy Shergill 's fans and people who liked the first part .    

Rank - 5 (Out of the 15 films I have seen in 2013)

Indian Hypocrite Society

Dear Hypocrite Civil Society,

Let me tell you, we are not proud to be a part of you & Guess what? This is just the beginning. I’m loving the outrage but where are we really going? It’s the conviction rate that’s more worrying than the death penalty being sanctioned for rape – and why, again, do we have high courts where marital rape doesn’t even make a case?

How are we going to prevent sexual assault when our top cops think skirts cause it? How do we get rid of rapist politicians with skeletons in their closets? I don’t know, but we’re outraged, so let’s make the most of it.

The first thing we can do is teach ourselves before we teach our children. Then demand better laws and their implementation. Human rights are universal but they need their own protection. Someone on Twitter raised a good question: ‘If rapists are punished, who’d vote for the government?’

So as we take the fight to the streets, let’s take it further to the EVM machines. Let’s dump the politicians who dream of having the powers of prime minister without the accountability. They may bicker among themselves on our TV screens but which one of them stood up to smash patriarchy? Are they really worthy, are they good enough to sit for five years on that ‘kursi‘? Now don’t go on and defend your favorite party. If they had any intent for a solution, there’d be an emergency session of Parliament.

And special Thanks to Sheila ma'am,for shutting bars and pubs down at 1 AM in Delhi so that rapists and molesters now have a time-bound job. Your decision has made is so much more convenient for them to manage their work and home lives and their alternative ones.

No civil rights movement ever really made it without political will power. While the elite think women’s rights are merely to be debated, we must make them the need of the hour. The Parliamentarians are still discussing reservation because women haven’t acquired any vote-bank qualifications. We’ve heard them say ” we worship the goddess” but not a word about the 1 million girls aborted. If they were so serious, they have done something about it.

You and I – left or right – need to make sure that every crime is accounted for. If the law and its guardians cannot and will not help us out here and make sure that our lives and safety are their first priority, then what choice are we left with except walking around with a semi-automatic?

All I want to say is, while we’re outraging, let’s not forget the cause of it. Let’s demand gender-sensitive, gender-neutral laws on it because when the anger fades, laws will still remain the same,

Sincerely,
Young Feminist

PS : If you are reading this n agree, Plz free to add your comments :)

There is always a HOPE

 

When during every moment of your life you remember that one person. You feel their presence around you. You feel their touch, their fragrance, their hair around you. You keep thinking of what they are upto. Of all the moments you spent with them. Of all the good & bad memories. Like it happened just a moment ago. You must have really really loved that person. Must have been a mirror image of yourself. Must have been connected from the soul. You shared with them what you only shared with yourself & sometimes you told them what you couldnt say to yourself too. 

Then all of a sudden they are gone. No where to be found without a trace. Reasons known only to the two of you & sometimes without a reason. But there is always a reason Then you try & bring the pieces together as to why the separation when you were meant to be. What were such big issues that led to such a beautiful thing to end so suddenly. Yes it was you. It was your fault too. But why & how did things enter in between & make something so magical to be so so out of reach. Everything is gone. You are left all alone. But still you try. Still there is hope that the magic will return. That all will be ok. You yearn to make contact. You leave your ego aside. Worried. You make all possible tries. But is it too late. No it can never be too late. Where there is will there is a way. If it was meant to be then it will come back. Patience. Wait. How did you let so many things come in between. Why couldnt you handle it in a different way. But you are not a professional in it are you. 

You are a human being. You were a lost soul who found a soul mate & have now lost them again. Its all because of yourself. No one or nothing can come in the way unless you permit it. Unless you leave a gap open. But yet you hope. Times will change. You will get together back again. Old times will return. You will leave aside everything & move ahead. You wont repeat your old mistakes again. You will learn from the past. You have lost so much & the feeling is so bad that you wont repeat it again. But will it ever be the same. Yes it will says the heart & hope. But the mid doubts it.Maybe it needs time & space. But this time waiting & this space is deafening. Its killing you from within. 

You see everything in a different perspective now. You start labelling everyone. You see everything with doubt. Will you learn to trust ever again. Where did the soul mate dissapear. How must they be. What must they be doing. You gave them the strength to fight against the world. Now they have the ability to stand & live without you. You are happy in a way for them that they can do this but it hurts too. Are they ok. If all is well. You have to be patient. Wait. Hope it will come back. If it does do everything in your power to keep it good from now on. If it doesnt it wasnt meant to be & learn to pick up the pieces & move on

Loose Ends : Worth a Visit !

Mumbai based store which retails stuff less ordinary. Address: Shop no. 1, A.N. House, 31st road, lane opp. Shoppers' Stop, Bandra

If you live in Mumbai, chances are, you already know about Loose Ends, a home decor store, located at Bandra, in the lane opposite Shoppers Stop.

 

Mumbai based store which retails stuff less ordinary. Address: Shop no. 1, A.N. House, 31st road, lane opp. Shoppers' Stop, Bandra

The signboard itself is fun, quirky and  'stuff less ordinary' as it proudly proclaims. When I had first walked into the store , I was afflicted by a malady called  'wow-ness' . Almost every product delighted me and I kept going 'wow', 'wow'.
For example, there was this doormat, which I really liked:

And then there was this coffee mug which appealed to me:

 

There were also  these bookends which I loved:

The store has many more really unique products.
I loved these fridge magnets:

I also loved these coasters. I was grinning ear to ear when I saw them. I imagined gifting it to a workaholic friend of mine and grinned even wider.

Then these cushions for a children's room caught my eye:

 What a lovely way to teach the toddler alphabets and animal sounds! (there are other animal cushions too) 



There were many more such  totally unique products.

Like these eye ball shot glasses:

And there was this one called badly shot which again made me grin.

Then I saw this  canvas print. Your most cherished memories can be customised! So if you have a wonderful photo you can turn it into a work of art. I totally was WOW-ed by this concept too.
What an amazing and a unique gift this would make. Happiness of the recipient, guaranteed for many years to come :) 

Courtsey : LooseEnds :http://justamotheroftwo./

Mumbai Auto Rickshaws :-Roller coaster Ride

If your faith in the the lord is wavering - take an auto ride to the suburbs of Mumbai. You get to experience the raging testosterone of the autowallas expressed in their speed. And in that moment of maddening speed, overtaking cars, not killing jaywalkers, breaking signals and pulling and pushing you with his power accelerator - you can renew your faith.

                                    

I hope you were never stuck in any place in the sweltering heat looking for an auto because either they will ignore you or they will charge you double the fare you usually would have had to pay. Nobody knows how to play mean better than Auto-wallahs in the Financial capital city of India. I hope you were able to keep your cool when you came across pseudo intellectuals inspired by Albert Einstein and 50 cent who lectured you shouting at the top of their voices about anything and everything they don’t know the first thing about. And I genuinely hope you didn’t come across people who though don’t pretend to know anything about the world but think they own the world and thus start every sentence that comes out of their mouths from a cuss word. It’s getting unrealistic now, almost Utopian, isn’t it? 

Catching an auto itself is a routine. First you need to get his attention, which is like praying for an audience with him. Tentatively you extend your hand hoping to get his attention and that he mercifully slows down to hear your plea. 

He might slow down Or cross your path - without eye contact (depending on the sins that you have committed). It is amazing as to how they could just pretend to not see a grown adult in an empty street, with arms stretched out - yelling places - andheri, ghatkopar, borivalli….and continue moving in an empty auto on a empty street to godknowswhere.

Smart auto catchers quickly adjust to the situation by looking past the autofellow pretending to catch the next one - which as mr. murphy would predict the auto would definitely be full.

I have memories of my school days of the rickshaw bhaiya (no stereo-typing slur intended) who used to be an ignorer - but now that he is also a racer is new to me.

That which doesn’t kill you makes you reach faster!

Swerving and speeding, hitting potholes with a vengeance, he literally lives on the edge. The passenger is someone whom he tolerates - they are the necessary evil as  they pay for the trip. Left alone, he’d prefer to fly on his own.

                            “Something similar to this”

Maybe it’s just Mumbai or maybe it’s just because it is a financial city where people make their dreams come true. For me living in Mumbai isn’t difficult or offensive, it’s just plain annoying sometimes. Finally I really do hope you find a reason to love   Mumbai , mine being quite a simple one “its home”. I’m here because it’s the only place I know in the whole world,   Mumbai is where I was born and specially got my best buddies of life 'Aasach Grp'. Mumbai is where I went to college with friendsand learnt dynamics of Life  and I hope Mumbai is where I’ll always be 

Lot of people prefer to relax and meditate in quiet harmonious surroundings.

But that’s not for me. I gingerly sit in the corner of the auto, close my eyes, focus on my breathing, try to block the surroundings (read honking and swerving) and not get alarmed when he brakes suddenly and I almost fall on his lap. 

That’s “Nirvana in an Autorickshaw” for you

We Women & Mumbai Local !

" Ae dil hai mushkil hai jeena yaha, zara Bach ke Zara Back ke, yeh Hai Mumbai - Meri Jaan !! "

Today, a geriatric man whacked me with his newspaper at Churchgate station. He looked senile and sweet, so I didn’t mind getting my head knocked around. As I walked away, this apprehension crept over me that, perhaps one and a half year of not commuting by the local train has made me cushy and lil lazy. I might have become a shell of what I used to be – a tigress to a domesticated cat – this cannot be! It is now time to review, remember and reassess my skills as one of the 6.9 million daily local train commuters of Bombay. I share this with all of you.

I have broken up the guide into three parts – Before, During & After

Before:Cover yourself up– Head to toe, especially for stations like Andheri or Dadar. You do not want to give lecherous men any masturbation material

Tie your hair – TIE YOUR HAIR. I cannot stress on this point enough. Apart from fellow commuters complaining about your hair flying in their faces, nothing makes your hair more greasy than train travel

Learn the platform walk – Never walk straight, zig zag through the crowd quickly and don’t care about people behind you, they know well enough to take care of themselves

Train Direction –Trains run helter-skelter in all directions. When confused, it’s best to ask the food stall vendors at the station. Other commuters might be as confused as you or so busy that they’ll march right by you

Be alert – Just because you know the drill, it doesn’t mean you can’t accidentally board a train heading towards the depot. Listen to the announcements and watch what other people around you are doing

Everything must go (in) – You want to talk on the phone or listen to music while boarding a train during the rush hour? Don’t. Put away your cellphones and iPods safely in your bag before boarding. You don’t want to lose it in a swirl of psychotic blur

Tidal wave woes – The rush hour rush is a cold unyielding force. Let this tidal wave wash into the compartment first. If you are feeling adventures then ride the wave by standing in front, aiming your body towards the direction you want, and let the people push you into the train

During:

Once in, push – Push and shove your way to a happier (read: less stinkier place). There is no shame in pushing and shoving, provided you don’t internally damage anyone with your elbows

* Insert station name * kiss side pe hain? – If in doubt, always ask at least two persons as to from which side you can alight the train for your stop

Train Etiquette – Always try and make way for people when their station arrive, otherwise they will knock you down

Cool Down – Try to get either a sitting window spot or a standing spot next to the door. If all fails, find a functioning fan and stand under it. Anything is better than nothing

Claustrophobia Centre – Try not to think you are in the capital of claustrophobia. If you do so, close your eyes, count to ten and then start to think of green fields. Or Johnny Depp, whichever works.

Flash Forward – At least one stop before your station approaches, move to the side your station’s platform will appear. In rush hour crowd, you might not be able to get off at your intended platform if you wait till the last minute

Cross arm stance – If your personal space is being invaded in a crowded train, cross your arms and firmly elbow those who try to push you around and take your spot. It’s your spot. You’ve earned it.  Die, bitch, die.

Hold on to the horses! – As your station approaches and the train slows down, chances are the people behind you are bearing down on you, hard. You hold on to the train handle or door handle, tight. You do not want to get pushed out of the train, or push someone else out of the train. That would be really embarrassing now, wouldn’t it?

After:
Assume Amensia – Board your rickshaw/taxi – spray yourself with lots of perfume, sanitize your hands, reapply lipstick, comb your hair, straighten yourself and forget this goddamn ordeal ever happened – till you travel again, of course.